First year of high school, for Angel Dumott Schunard at least. The young drag queen had just moved into town with his mother, Isabella and his father Carlos. Angel was always a straight A student, especially when it came to math and science. He was forced to move from his home after his little brother was killed in a drive by. All of the money for the funeral had them nearly poor. They were had to sell their home and car, along with some valueables. They had just enough for Angel, his parents and his little brother, Polo to move to a loft in East Village New York.

Angel was asleep, it was nearly 7:30am when his alarm went off. He groaned and hit the snooze button. Smiling, he closed his eyes to get more sleep. That was quickly interupted by the sound of his brother coming into his room and jumping onto his bed, knocking off Angel's stuffed animals he treasured. Angel stirred in his sleep, opening his eyes only to be blinded by the rays of the sun peaking through his blinds and pink and blue curtains.

"Angel mom wants you downstairs now for breakfast! School's in an hour." Polo said boucning on Angel. Sure he was 15, but he could be a real pain in Angel's ass when he acted like a little child. Angel took his pillow and hit Polo with it then covered his head. Polo rolled his eyes and jumped some more, then smacked Angel's ass. "Get up! I'm getting all the jelly then.." he smirked knowing it would get Angel's attention.

Just as he suspected, Angel shot up and got out of bed.

"Hell no, squirt!" Angel said, and hurried getting out of bed and pushing past Polo and running downstairs. He ran in and sat down on the chair that had the jelly in front of it. Just a little but oh well! It was enough for one person, Angel. He got a piece of bread and slapped some jelly on it, downing it before Polo made it down.

"You ate it all?!" Polo yelled.

"What does it look like?" Angel smirked.

"Gimmie some!"

Angel stuck out his tounge, the bread and jelly on there. "Want it?" he laughed at the face Polo made.

Angel's mom, Isabella walked in. "Stop the fighting, boys. Angel get dressed and get to school. You have to get early to get your books and locker." she said. Her voice was firm, but soft and sweet. Angel smiled and got up and went upstairs.

He rushed making his bed sloppily and put on a tight lime green shirt and tight jeans with holes in the thigh and knee. Once he was done he brushed his short hair forward, making little waves in his hair and and doing a quick shape up on his girlishly trimmed eyebrows. The phone rang and he jumped onto his bed, rolling onto his stomach he answered it.

"Hello? Angel here!" he smiled.

"Hola chica! Wanna walk to school together?" a female voice asked him.

"Sure Meems! I gotta leave early though..like 5 minutes." he said.

"Good I'll be over in 3." Mimi said and giggled. Before Angel could answer, he heard the dial tone. He got his fresh new notebooks and pencil then went downstair.

"Bye Mami!" he called out and went outside sitting on the pourch until Mimi came into view.

Mimi Marquez was Angel's only friend right now. He'd lived there in New York for a nealy a month. They'd met when a few guys tried beating him up calling him 'fairy and faggot.' They'd already gotten pretty close, sharing secrets and sleeping over eachothers homes on weekends. He met Mimi's boyfriend Benny once but they broke up so Angel had one friend. She was extremely hyper so it was great.

Mimi walked down the pathway, halfway anyways. "Come on, Ang." she said motioning for Angel to come over. He got his bag and walked over to her smiling. She hugged him and took his head, leading him to the school. It was about 10 minutes later when the school came into view. Angel's heart started pounding from nervs. He hated being the new kid to a school, all the weird nicknames he always got and it was hard for him to make friends.

They got on campus and Mimi dragged Angel inside and to the main office. A tall white man with glasses and a recedeing hairline came behind the counter.

"Mr. Schunard right?" the man said. His voice was raspy and Angel could tell he had smoked a ciggarett before coming into school. His teeth wee crooked and yellow and his mustash disgusted Angel. It was bushy and brown with some grey in it.

"Yes, sir." Angel replied nervously.

"Ok, go down the hall and make a left. When you come across a red door knock and Mr. Collins will help you." he said and walked away.

Mimi giggled and pulled Angel out of the office. She brought Angel to the door and she knocked for him. Mimi crossed her arms waiting patiently, or trying to. She seen a friend down the hall and waved. "Be right back Ang.." she ran off down the hall, knocking all of Angel's things down. He groaned and rolled his eyes before bending down. The door opened and a tall black man came out. He looked about Angel's age and he seen Angel scrambling for his things. He bent down and helped him pick up a few books and papers.

"Thanks, sir." Angel said.

"Your welc-" he was cut off when they looked up at the same time and locked eyes. They stared at eachother and both their cheaks went a rosy pink color. The black man cleared his throat and stood up. Angel fallowed suit.

"Uh, here." he said handing Angel his things. Angel smiled and took them.

"Thank you.." he said weekly. The black man smiled.

"Your welcome. Um, are you here to see me?" he asked. Angel nodded.

This man was amazing, he looked about 18 and had a neatly shaven gotee. His brown stripped shirt matched his eyes perfectly and he had the cutest smile.

"Yes, I'm Angel." he said snapping out of his daze.

The man smiled and held out his hand. Angel took it and shook it. "I'm Tom Collins, please call me Collins." his smile never disappeared.

Angel nearly melted.

So what do you think? Its my first fic so please be nice..Reviews please!